"Yerif himself admitted that he colluded with the pirates, and he felt guilty, so he committed suicide? Yes, the location of the Little Hummingbird Fortress is very small. After the Glorious Legion occupied Votto, Yerif turned back to deal with the anti-Ukrainian society under the banner of 'Defense Alliance'. It's also very weak, so what? Today, Yelifu is weak, and tomorrow Marshal Woolf will be weak, and the day after tomorrow, I will probably be too." Ankru blew the fine foam on the tea, smiled, and turned to face him. The think tank nodded, "Don't pay attention to this mess, you continue to talk."
"General, the Anti-Ukrainian Society has mobilized hundreds of heavy armors today and is about to enter the eighth galaxy. Do you think it's time for us to act?"
"Don't worry, it's not that easy. Do you know how many heavy armors were dispatched when the Central Alliance forced Lin Jingheng to disarm?" Anlu lowered his head and buried his head in the various battlefield data, "Wait and see for a while, anti-Ukraine I'm afraid I'll have to add another hundred heavy armors. Lin Jingheng is so easy to deal with. I've already shot it. Speaking of which, who knows where Lin Jingheng's heavy armor comes from? Did they all pretend to be pigs and eat tigers before? "
"At present, we haven't been able to place useful spies in the eighth galaxy, but according to the grapevine, it was captured on the battlefield."
"Fart, you don't know what the heavy armor of the Anti-Ukrainian Society looks like? Is it this model?" Ankru interrupted him, "Lin Jingheng has secretly taken root outside the territory over the years, no wonder he chose to hide in Eighth galaxy."
"General," said another member of the think tank, "please also pay attention to the transfer of residents of the Eighth Galaxy."
Ankuru turned a little serious: "Tell me."
"Lin Jingheng suddenly evacuated all the residents close to the front line, and the space was all displaced. We analyze that he may want to build a chain of military fortresses, so that"
"Have you eaten enough?" Anklu was completely impatient, and interrupted the brain-dead man named "Brain Tank" rudely again, feeling that the so-called "Brain Tank" recruited from the seventh galaxy was just to set off himself. Ying Mingwu said, "Lin Jingheng's advantage is that he has strong mobility, and is characterized by a small number of soldiers in his hand. Now he is taking the route of 'less victory over more' and 'attack as defense'. What kind of 'the Great Wall' do you think he is building? As stupid as you?"
The think tank dared not speak.
The entire conference room was quiet for a moment, Ankuru ignored the others, and his eyes fell on the conference table. After a while, he asked without going to the village or the store: "All gone?"
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"yes."
Ankru suddenly remembered something and got up suddenly: "Don't tell the fuck early, the whole team!"
Just now, he also said that Lin Jingheng was not easy to deal with, and he had to wait for the anti-Ukraine meeting to "one hundred more mechas", but suddenly changed his tone again, and a group of men who couldn't keep up with the rhythm looked at each other.
The guards followed step by step, bewildered: "General, didn't you say?"
"If you don't do it, it will be too late," Ankru said in a deep voice, "Have you not seen it yet? Lin Jingheng is planning to blow up the transition point and isolate the eighth galaxy!"
Lin Jingheng personally sits on the front line, and at the same time keeps an eye on the frontline battle and the transfer of residents. Since the Anti-Ukraine Society has frantically transferred troops from other galaxy to the eighth galaxy during this period, the two sides have been stalemate for more than ten days.
The front line is fine. Anyway, as long as there are enough missiles, Turan can't easily die anyway, and the main residents are evacuated, leaving him exhausted.
If you want to spread the risk, you have to divide people into many batches, but Lin Jingheng doesn't have so many people, and secondly, it can't drag the time for that long. But if you want speed, you can't take care of it if you use a big starship and heavy armor to fully carry people, and this way, if there is an accident during the escort, the number of casualties must be more than tens of thousands, whether it is Lin Jingheng or the commander, No one can take this responsibility.
He thought he couldn't afford it for decades, only to find out that it was really much harder to protect than to destroy, and it took three heads and six arms to be enough.
For more than ten days, Lin Jingheng hardly closed his eyes.
Lu Bixing had just settled a group of evacuated residents and learned that the last group of people was already on the way, so he rushed to the front-line command center while the wind was blowing.
While walking, he also communicated with the chief and the others about planetary planning.
"Whether we close the eight galaxies or not, it is necessary to gather the population," Lu Bixing said. "One is to save interstellar traffic costs, and second, to increase the effect of population aggregation. Most of the eight galaxies are sparsely populated, at least There will be no shortage of natural resources for a hundred years, and when development stabilizes and the population increases, we can expand the residential area.”
"I know, the truth is this," Chief Edward sighed, "but I still hope we don't go to the point of closing the eight galaxies."
Ironically, the new government of the Eight Galaxy was founded on the belief in the declaration of freedom, and now, they are going to defect from the alliance.
Intellectually, everyone admits that this is right, but emotionally, it is always unacceptable, like a bunch of resentful women who have broken up with scumbags a hundred times and are still connected.
In fact, even Lin Jingheng resisted, but because it was Lu Bixing's proposal, he didn't say anything.
Lu Bixing always felt that Lin actually loved the alliance, but this love was contradictory and deep, under the layers of hatred and indifference, even though the alliance hurt him.
The cornerstone at the bottom of his complex soul, some things come from the alliance and cannot be given up.
Lu Bixing nodded with the guards, swiped the genetic lock, and walked directly into the command center, but his footsteps stopped at the door - Lin Jingheng's left ear and right ear were hung with different communication terminals, one side was connected to Turan, and the other was connected to the evacuation. The guards, it was rare for both sides to shut up at this time, and he had fallen asleep in a short gap.
The sleeping posture is also very upright, Lu Bixing can't imagine anyone else can sleep so upright, like a blink of an eye, the eyelids are not opened, the muscles on the body haven't had time to relax, and people are no longer conscious.
The humanoid Zhan Lu was next to him and found Lu Bixing coming in, turned to him, and was about to speak.
Lu Bixing hurriedly raised a finger at him.
Zhan Lu thought for a while, and turned into a mechanical hand on the spot, hanging on the back of Lin Jingheng's chair.
Lu Bixing whispered to him silently: "Are you out of power again?"
The robotic hand-shaped Zhan Lu stretched out his palm, and two rows of small green words appeared in his palm: "I have enough power at the moment, but research shows that when couples are together, humanoid or humanoid objects listening next to them will make both parties uncomfortable. ."
"Everything you become is the same," Lu Bixing showed Zhan Lu on the personal terminal on his wrist, and also changed it into a small green word for environmental protection, "You have a high sense of existence, and you love to participate in the owner's life more than pets. "
Zhan Lu greenly corrected: "I didn't 'participate', I just observed and recorded."
Lu Bi acted without stepping on the footsteps, took off his shoes at the door, walked barefooted quietly in front of Lin Jingheng, and half-kneeled at his feet.
Lin Jingheng put one hand on his knee, with distinct joints and slender fingers, Lu Bixing felt itchy, and wanted to touch it, but he didn't want to disturb him, so he hung his hand in the air, and placed it on the back of Lin Jingheng's hand with a gap of two millimeters.
The manipulator on the back of the chair leaned forward a little, and Zhan Lu looked at this movement that puzzled the artificial intelligence with great curiosity: "Is this some kind of special magnetic field? Sorry, I couldn't detect it."
"I'm not working hard." Lu Bixing retracted his hand embarrassedly, "Aren't couples supposed to stick together every day when they have nothing to do, put two sticks in a drink to get used to drinking together, and waste countless hours doing boring things together? In the past half month, I have spoken to him three times in total, one is 'it is expected to be completed on time', the other is 'safe', the only useful sentence is 'I miss you', and there are not fifteen words in total."
The manipulator Zhan Lu replied: "The last sentence was not received here due to signal interference at that time."
Lu Bixing: ""
If the eighth galaxy is closed, this small galaxy island may become a paradise. Even if the bombed transition point can be rebuilt according to the old map, it will take at least a hundred years to reconnect the space of the fault, leaving an opening of the underground channel for the silver ten guards, and the rest can be discarded all, and only one is left. If you open your mouth, even if the enemy finds it, it is easy to defend and difficult to attack.
A hundred years from now, won't the Eighth Galaxy be comparable to the alliance that has become a mess
Lu Bixing thought, if he can live a life where he has Lin Jingheng every day when he opens his eyes, let him do anything.
At this moment, a call suddenly came from Lin Jingheng's earphone: "General!"
Lin Jingheng woke up immediately, but when he opened his eyes and suddenly met Lu Bixing's gaze, he was a little dazed and dazed for a moment. It was rare to see such an expression on his face. Lu Bixing responded quickly and immediately took a picture with his personal terminal. After coming down, before Lin Jingheng reached out to grab him, he jumped up and hid two meters away, and proudly shook the two-inch virtual image floating on his wrist: "I'm going to take it back to model and print it in 3D."
Zhan Lu: "Principal Lu, according to the Alliance Public Security Management Law, printing 3D portraits with candid photos is an obscene act."
Lin Jingheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, the corner of his mouth lifted slightly, half of his smile, and remembered that Lu Bixing's account for going to the front line without saying hello had not yet been settled, so he forced his face again and glared at him.
He connected the communication, awake as if he had never slept before, and asked Turan on the front: "What?"
"The Anti-Ukraine Society is increasing its troops again, and the energy level is estimated to be 100 heavy armors."
Lin Jingheng pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling that the anti-Ukrainian loves him too deeply: "Don't touch them head-on, go around them a few times, wait for the people over there to withdraw and I will give you reinforcements"
"General," this is the escort team responsible for evacuating civilians in another communication channel, "The Central Army of the Seven Galaxy has suddenly moved, and the direction of travel is to go around to the front of the transport team."
Lin Jingheng closed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice, "Fill out the 'pass'."
The so-called "pass" is a special light signal that allows nearby teams to automatically receive the mecha's voyage and passenger identity in space. Once the space mecha displays this logo, it means that it is carrying unarmed civilians. To protect the humanitarianism of civilians, the established rule among the stars is that no attack is allowed on the pass.
Of course, this kind of agreement is to guard against the gentleman but not against the villain, and the interstellar pirates will definitely not eat this set, but the Central Army of the Seven Galaxies will inevitably have to weigh it.
"General," said Anklu's guard on the other side, "they seem to have issued a 'civilian protection pass'."
Anluo was a little surprised: "This is the first time in my life that I have seen Lin Jingheng show weakness."
Although it is said that "soldiers never tire of deceit", it is normal to use any means under the deceitful way, but everyone still has their own preferences and styles. Some people, even if they are cunning, are fierce and cunning.
"His friends from outside the domain brought him military supplies, why didn't they send him some troops?" Anklu said, raising his hand, the mecha team filed in from the transition point and landed on the delivery team. On the route, Sen Leng's muzzle was raised, and the Eight Galaxy escorts were forced to stop. The escort mecha circled around and surrounded the starship full of civilians.
"General An, as a rule, we cannot attack unarmed civilians."
Ankru asked back, "Did I order the guns to fire?"
"General," Turan said to Lin Jingheng's left ear, "anti-Ukraine will spread in the direction of the civilian waterway. Have the escorts withdraw?"
"General, Ankru blocked the channel and refused to talk, what should I do?"
"You stop the anti-Ukrainian meeting. The escort team is still on the way. They cannot be allowed to enter the civilian waterway." Lin Jingheng said to Turan.
Turan was understaffed, so the escort divided her many armed forces, gritted her back molars and said, "Yes - but General, let them hurry up, I can stop the anti-Ukraine meeting for half an hour at most, otherwise I will be old. dead."
Lu Bixing asked, "What kind of person is this Anluo?"
Lin Jingheng got up and put Zhan Lu on his arm: "Ankru doesn't seem to have any plans, laughs and curses, and sometimes is a bit rude, but he is very popular in Lu Xin's old department. He used to be Lu Xin's personal guard. Later, he performed outstandingly and was released by Lu Xin to exercise, wanting him to accumulate some military merit, and he was promoted to major general and transferred back to the Military Commission in a few years.”
Unexpectedly, Lu Xin didn't have time.
"Well," Lu Bixing nodded, "sometimes it's hard for you to tell whether a person is sincere in dealing with others, exchanging sincerity for sincerity, or deep scheming and smooth wrists."
There is always a stereotype that people who look a little rough, have a bad temper, or even a little withdraw, are "true temperaments" with little heart.
Lin Jingheng: "Prepare the mecha—send another communication request to Anluo, I want to talk to him."
"Lin Jingheng." Ankru glanced at the communication request in the stalemate, rubbed his wrist, and said to the guard next to him in a self-talking tone, "You sometimes really feel that the world is unfair. , is also on the front line with his head on his belt, born in Ulan Academy or not, the treatment is heaven and earth - and there are differences within Ulan Academy, every year's 'excellent graduates' graduate with an officer rank, at least a Lieutenant Colonel, in a class of students, who will get this honor in the end is outlined on the admission list. This Admiral Lin, the starting point is at the end of others, but he has walked such a path himself, anyway, we These mortals can't understand. I have nothing to say to him."
The communication request was denied again.
On the passenger-carrying starship, many people are traveling in space for the first time in their lives. These people who have never been conditioned by the Garden of Eden have struggled to live most of their lives, and almost 40% of them have various psychological traumas. Although starships are comfortable enough compared to mechs, going to the terrifying cosmic environment will magnify anxiety, fear and depression infinitely.
As the stalemate between the two sides became longer and longer, the atmosphere became more and more disturbing. I don't know who suddenly collapsed, screaming and crying, waiting for the medical cabin next to it to respond quickly, and the person who was about to collapse came forward. dragged away, but mass panic has been ignited.
At the same time, seeing that Anti-Ukraine would go further and further on the civil waterway, Turan had no choice but to act. But this was not a good time—the civil airway was in simple condition, with relatively few transition points, and was quite unfriendly to the guerrillas. Turan took a detour and went straight up, crossing the transition point to stop the anti-Ukrainian army, and fired a missile directly.
The anti-Ukrainian will quickly disperse, and at the same time, the sneaky attackers are found. The hundreds of heavy armors form an encirclement, blocking the transition point for escape, and directly detaining Turan and the others in the center.
"Guys," Turan said on the comms channel, "our mission today is not to annihilate them here, we are"
She didn't say anything, the Anti-Ukraine Association had already made a counterattack, and the superimposed high-energy particle cannons fell like a pour.
Turan: "Bitch - get out of the way!"
The Self-Defense Forces retreated dozens of kilometers under the pressure of the opponent's artillery fire.
"Captain of the guard, look at the navigation map."
Turan gasped. The next transition point on the channel was half a day away. Once they got close to there, the pair of civilians and guards who didn't have time to evacuate would enter the heavy armor's long-range scanning range.
"Are they stuck by the crack in time and space, why haven't they left? Damn it!"
The Self-Defense Forces had no choice but to face the artillery fire. Both sides turned their firepower to the maximum, and the communication channel began to have light spots going out one after another—each light that went out represented a downed mecha.
Turan's headache splits at the warning of the damaged shield: "Shut up!"
At this moment, Anti-Ukraine seemed to realize what they were protecting. The heavy armored team was suddenly divided into two, and the main force continued to be bombarded with artillery fire. More than 30 heavy armored aircraft took advantage of Turan and the others to be unable to parry, bypassing the exchange of fire, and went straight. Run to the jump point ahead!
"General, I can't take it anymore!"
Lin Jingheng sent a third communication request, but Ankuru refused. Ankuru neither communicated nor fired, as if he was determined to spend it with them.
Lin Jingheng: "The missile opens its way, hit it!"
"General, once we fire first, the pass will be considered invalid"
Lin Jingheng ignored it and gave the attack order with a blank face, and the mechas surrounding the starship suddenly changed teams.
Ankru smiled in relief: "I just said, he Lin Jingheng is playing some kind of interstellar humanitarian play, get ready."
At this moment, the personal guard suddenly stepped forward: "General, you want to see this."
Anchorage: "I'll see you later"
"The news from the alliance has been responded to by the 'Central Army' everywhere, they are looking for you!"
Anlu was stunned.
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